Busted??

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This is a real story that occured a long time ago. It was when I worked for a computer mftg company. I have tried to make it short and concise. I thought I would mention that I love to see the inside of pumps and sometimes I like to see the sweat left over from being barefoot. Weird.

I was a board technician in the 70's. I was introduced to the crew which included around 10 technician's, and about 8 reworks "girl's. There was one lady in her 30's who was quite tall, lanky, and had nice legs. She seemed to have nice arches too. I also noticed she seemd to always wear hose and strapless pumps. A few times she wore slingbacks. Otherwise she was nothing special to look at. But it didn't matter. I knew what I liked. We got to know each other in a casual way. I knew she was single and she knew I was. But she had no "interest" in me. She was really into religion....BTW, when she had med heels on, she was about an inch taller than I was.

One day after I was hired she came over to me and asked me if I could adjust the height of her table. These were adjustable open style tables. I said "sure". I went over to her table and looked at her table. I noticed that the table was quite low for a tall person like her. So I grabbed one of the other guys for help. We raised the table until she said "ok" . Then we put the brackets back in place.

It now now much higher. I asked her about her chair and she said it was "ok". She sat down and crossed her leg and said "oh..much better..thanks guys". I took a chair in front of her desk as she resumed working. I was looking at a circuit board. But I was also looking at her legs. She smiled and me and I smiled back.

Just a few minutes later it happened. She curled her toes and off came the heelcup of the navy med-heel pump. She left it there for a few minutes and then slowly let it slide down her nyloned foot. I tried to be discreet but I was captivated. She dangled, wiggled, and shook her foot around, shaking the pump too. I was getting a hard on. The heel of the pump ended up dragging on the tile floor. She left it that way, lifting it off and the floor and pointiing her foot up, then carefully letting it back down. Well off to the men's room I went.

I came back to that spot and pretended to look at a board again. I was watching to see if she would raise her other foot out of her shoe and she did. Pretty arches. Almost like an arc

Now that I was relieved I went back to my station. Soon she walked over and asked to speak to me. I said to myself "uh oh". She walked with me over to an isolated cubicle and we went in.

She said "I noticed you looking under my table". I said "yeah"..and took a deep gulp. THEN she said "were you looking at my feet?" I started sweating and said "no..your ankles". I didn't want to give it all away and spoil the fun so I didn't say anything about shoes and feet. She said "is there something odd about them?" I said "no..quite to the contrary". She said "then you must like them?" I paused and sweated and said "yeah..I like them". She looked at her ankles and and said "what is so fascinating about my ankles?" I said "they are so slim and cute"

She said "oh...well have you seen a psychologist?" I said yeah..and they said "its understandable". They also suggested that if I had a g/f that I might forget about those things. She said "good point..that is what I was thinking".

So she said "its something to work on and think about..you know..even though it is not THAT weird..". I said "yeah..I know". I was looking at her feet again. She looked at me and said "you're looking again". I said "can't help it".

She looked at me like she sort of felt for me. God I felt like such a weirdo and loser. She said "well...I don't know what to do about this..I mean I don't know what to do". I must have sweated a gallon of water and I was wet from sweat. She paused for what seemed like an hour and then said "well...this is what I think I should do..and said "I think you need to move back to your station" I looked pretty glum. But then she said "but we can have lunch together and then you can look". I smiled a little and said "well...ok".

So we got up and walked back to the work area. She looked back at me and slowed down and whispered "you are looking down there again". I looked embarrassed. She went back to her station and I went back to mine. I looked over now and then but she did not play with her shoes. I sort of wondered if she guessed what it was that I really liked.

Soon lunchtime arrived. It seemed like an eternity. I looked over at here and she did the same to me. We walked to the cafeteria together, got our food, and then went outside to a secluded spot. Then she sat down and I did the same, opposite her. She crossed her leg and this time she did drop her heels and let the shoe swing some.

She looked at me and smiled and said "well...are you happy now?" I nodded and said "yes" She smiled and said "well that is easy enough..so now I know that you like my ankles" She then said "thats not so bad". Little did she know..

She said "I have an idea". I said "what?" I am going to ask the supe if you can move over here next to me..you are still sort of learning and I can spot a lot of problems with boards that you are not even aware of". I said "that sounds like a good idea".

She talked with the supe and he said "ok..we'll try it but no excessive talking" So I moved over there, but I set up in back of her and slightly off to the side. That was fine with me because I like those views. I found a table that was completely "open" with only legs on the ends. I knew she would be turning around so I wanted to make it easier for her to slide her luscious leg (and feet/shoes) under my table.

The others sort of wondered what was going on but they also knew I was having problems with the boards so they figured she was helping me.

So I got great shows for nearly a year but it was a huge distraction. She wore all kind of pumps; low heel, med heel and now and then, high heel and I got a great view of the insides of all of them, her dangling, shoeplay and her shapely foot. She was always letting the pump slide off her foot and fall to the floor. This also occured when she turned around to talk with me and spent a few minutes talking about the board.

During the summer, it got very warm in the building because the company was too cheap to turn up the ac. So the inside got to be around 85 and humid. Everyone suffered. Those days she sometimes wore the pumps barefeet. She commented several times "god it is so warm in here that my clothes are sticking to me and my feet are really sweaty. Yum, yum. I said "yeah I know what you mean". I wanted in the worst way to go under my table, pull off her pumps and lick the soles and toes of her feet but I knew I couldn't.

But I said "go to the women's room and wash up and dry off your feet and shoes" She said "wow..didn't even think of that...but then said "but my feet sweat so easily" Yum. I said "then grab some paper towels, bring them back to your station and wipe them occasionally". I then said "or use some of that foot powder" She said "I have used foot powder but my feet sweat so fast and so much that foot power doesn't do much. So I said "then use paper towels". She nodded and headed off to the women's room. I saw her frequently pull off her shoes and dry off her feet.

Well I was in heaven and getting paid for it. But like all good things it ended when she got transferred. Too bad they didn't have video cameras built into cell phones then. Then again I probably would have really gotten busted for my "interest"